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Uncanceled

A Song for the Fair in the Arts Showcase

Uncanceled

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The storm rolled in, a shadowed tide,

Voices sharp, they scorned, they cried.

A weight of words, a bitter snare,

Cast me out to the cold, thin air.

(Chorus)

For time turns tides, and tides reveal,

What’s forged in fire, what’s truly real.

Not loud applause, nor fleeting cheer,

But peace within—my freedom here.

But roots run deep, beneath the fray,

Truth persists, it finds its way.

The clamor fades, the din unwinds,

Light creeps back to quiet minds.

(Chorus)

For time turns tides, and tides reveal,

What’s forged in fire, what’s truly real.

Not loud applause, nor fleeting cheer,

But peace within—my freedom here.

Ahhhh Ohh Oooo Uncanceled Ahhh

Uncanceled now, I stand anew,

No chains to break, no debts to rue.

The air is clear, the soul unbound,

A steady hum, a softer sound.

(Chorus)

For time turns tides, and tides reveal,

What’s forged in fire, what’s truly real.

Not loud applause, nor fleeting cheer,

But peace within—my freedom here.

Lyrics by Grok

Music by AI Music Generator

Prompts by Jenny Marie Hatch

Soft Rock Style with a male voice